Tong Yao moved her lips, but Dubhe continued: I cant stand others trashing the thing that I want but am unable to get yet.
Tong Yao: ?
Dubhe: When the team lost to YQCB, werent you sitting there traumatized?
Tong Yao: What?
It took a few seconds before Tong Yaos brain reacted to what Dubhe had just said. She blushed and stepped back a few steps. It was awkward and her heart was throbbing. She forced a smile: Is it a ZGDX tradition for ADs to flirt with girls to make them happy?
Dubhe: ?
Dubhe glanced up at Tong Yao as if he was surprised to hear her. He said after a short pause: Im saying that I want a good mid teammate and you happen to be one.
Tong Yao: .................................
Tong Yao took a look at the chair next to her and felt an urge, out of embarrassment, to lift the chair and smash it into Dubhes head-- -- She made a face towards the back of Dubhe. At that moment, the door to their captains room opened up on the other side of the hallway.
Lu Sicheng walked out with a sleepy face, his hair was messy, with strands of hair sticking out in every which way. He walked briskly straight towards Tong Yao and Dubhe, then stood right before them. Without saying a word, he picked up Tong Yao-- --
Tong Yao hadnt realized what had happened and could only hold onto Lu Sichengs neck with both of her hands. She heard Lu Sicheng speak using his cold and low voice to the only other living person there: Recycling bulky item.
Without waiting for Dubhes reaction, Lu Sicheng turned around and walked out carrying Tong Yao with him.
He walked back to his room and used his foot to close the door.
The door closed with a bang. Little Fatty shook and jumped up, pulling off the eye covers on his face. He was met with the eyes of his teams mid who was being carried by Lu Sicheng. Little Fatty cursed, putting the eye covers back on to lay back down on bed and pulled his blanket over his head.
Lu Sicheng put Tong Yao on his bed-- --Tong Yao struggled to sit up-- --Lu Sicheng took off his slippers and got into bed while yawning. He pushed Tong Yao back down and used his big hand to keep Tong Yaos head in place: Keep me company for a while.
Tong Yao: ......Im awake.
Lu Sicheng: So you sent that kind of WeChat to wake me up?
Lu Sicheng: Go back to sleep.
Tong Yao: I cant.
Lu Sicheng: Then just close your eyes and rest.
Tong Yao: But I feel like playing games.
......Playing what games, morning is for sleeping.
Lu Sicheng sounded drowsy as he mumbled-- -- But he didnt loosen his hold on Tong Yaos waist. Tong Yao struggled a few times but couldnt free herself. She got a slap on her bottom instead
Then the hand stayed on her bottom, not moving away.
Lu Sicheng: If youre not sleeping, then we should do something else.
He pushed her bottom towards him as he spoke. Tong Yao pushed her hand against Lu Sichengs chest, but her thigh had touched upon something warm and protruding-- -- As if under an immobilization spell-- --Tong Yao instantly quieted down
She looked up and saw Lu Sicheng, with closed eyes, slightly frowning. There were light dark circles under his eyes
Tong Yao was slightly taken aback.
She lifted her hand and used her fingertips to carefully smooth out the creases between his eyebrows.
Then she retracted her hand to hug Lu Sichengs waist. She lowered her head and buried it in his arms
Captain.
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Youve suffered.
Tong Yao felt the hand on her bottom move a little, then his eyebrows started to slightly knit together again.
If you talk in such a condescending tone again, Ill bang you till you cry.
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Sleep.
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